The Possible Present (#100)

When one atomizes space around, the chamber readies
To inherit haste plus force
With mundanity and catch up mechanisms
From idle root, stick of dynamite on a stem
Force and haste and puppy dog tails
Botched encounters, alarms
Nowhere and all where, everywhere
Smooches and embraces and lifetimes collide
In near altitude right above
Drenching a maze of platforms and dead ends
You are in it
You are then and now and believing
Little worn, little safe, ever a proud dimensional choice
Let this compromise be formed without influence
Dawn, birth
Strength in jade, dig in, hold the line
Life is too short for instruction manuals


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